the bottom of the ocean

how do I tell my mind to quiet the noise that rushes around in my head like a monsoon and during the scariest of storms how do I keep the thoughts from flooding my brain like the water pouring in through a hole in the floor of the boat slowly pulling the whole ship down then I think about the ship sitting on the bottom of the ocean floor nestled in the sand where the noise is too far out of reach to breach the solitude and I wonder why I spent so much time trying to remove the water from the boat because maybe the bottom of the ocean isn't a bad place to be.